trajectories
Where do the words go when we have said them? Margaret Atwood asks that question, and I have also asked it before. Some people don’t even think about where words go or where consequences split away from our thoughts. I also want to know what happens to consequences that we don’t get from choosing different behavior? Continue reading “considerations” »
it’s not easy to sit
There is a time and place, and I have reached a new time and a new mental place. Something shifted. At my tender age, it’s a miracle that I can still change. Continue reading “sitting here is hard” »
someday I will make the most beautiful art in the world
Thinking about the relationship between what is beautiful and what is true, reminds me of one of my high school students long ago.
John was super bright, but stifled when it came to accepting his artistic talent and his brains. He was the type of boy who would rather suffer consequences from doing nothing, instead of making an effort on any given project. That’s why he was at our school for at-risk students. I loved his poetry when he did write in English, and his way of expressing himself moved me deeply. Continue reading “truth and beauty” »
I call her Lindy
Nobody expected my best friend Lindy’s crack-up to last her lifetime, plucked and placed behind double locked doors in various California mental hospitals. Nothing I do changes what happened to her. Her six other sisters didn’t wind up that way. Lindy never learned to function, outside of grabbing a dinner tray, going through a meal line, and returning for dessert. Continue reading “Why I wrote a memoir” »
site of magic
Sometimes the unexpected makes this life worth living. Butte fire evacuation was lifted in our area yesterday, so I returned with three dogs and stuff I think I need. Our house still stands. Continue reading “blessed life” »
me in Mexico
I don’t remember the moment my heart started beating, but I’m paying attention now. My heart continues to beat and I’ll breathe while I tell you what is true. When I started writing, I did not expect to board what feels like a skyrocket. Continue reading “would you want to read this?” »
the kid’s eyes say it all
Sad stuff goes on and on. I have learned to accept what I can, and manage my life beyond negativity, especially if I can’t do anything except change my attitude. Continue reading “facing negative emotions” »
carved marble maze hallway
I just woke up from a dream where I became lost and remained lost. I call it Trying to find my group. In this dream, I left Avalon accidentally, and got deeper into a maze of trying to return to Avalon. I woke up before I found the dock which would take me back. I still feel anxious, like I should continue to strive. It always helps to write down the dream and let it go. Continue reading “dream work” »
rocket to Pluto
My husband and I had a conversation this morning, and he told me that he watched a NASA station program discussing the ongoing success of the flyby of Pluto, the 9th dwarf planet we set out to examine nine years ago. It is a voyage to the outskirts of Pluto. We both wondered why this amazing human endeavor receives so little attention in the media. I want to express my appreciation to those who worked so hard. Continue reading “making dreams come true” »
